Peccatori from Freshman by funkyzukin ft. Frimomen & Kasane Ted (Teto)

Rosary beads in hand, don't help me understand
The things I want to see you pray in
Do you think that God minds that I'm hot deep inside?
Something about you compels me to sin

I know it's wrong, for I'm of the Lord
But I can't take the pressure
You look a treat in your black vestments,
Lord forgive me for what this mouth says!

Can we play a dirty love game with some touch-and-feel?
I'm desperate, degenerate, but I know what I need
If I put my hand on your neck, would you do the same?
Salvation, damnation
Our sin will not be cleansed by any creed
(Oh, oh~oh) Take me right now
(Oh, oh~oh) Our life unforgiven...

Glowering nun sisters, unaware parishioners
We have much to hide from those who'd decry our love
Crucified by the clergy, over man-on-man synergy
But they swear they're enacting wills from God above

Don't say it's wrong, I know that you feel
A passion hot as hellfire (impure love I can't deny)
So it's taboo; let's keep it down low
No one gets hurt if they just don't know!

Can we play a dirty love game with some touch-and-feel?
I'm desperate, degenerate, but I know what I need
If I put my hand on your neck, would you do the same?
Salvation, damnation
Our sin will not be cleansed by any creed
(Oh, oh~oh) Take me right now
(Oh, oh~oh) Our life unforgiven...

What we have is dirty, but
We just can't get enough
If the devil's in us, then let's let him stay right there
We will never be enough
We'll be denied our God's love
But a Heaven where we're parted might as well be Hell

Can we play a dirty love game with some touch-and-feel?
I'm desperate, degenerate, but I know what I need
If I put my hand on your neck, would you do the same?
Salvation, damnation
Our sin will not be cleansed---cleansed---

Can we find ourselves together under stained glass?
Revealing, concealing, our true selves hide no more
Up against my body's something other than praying hands
You grab me, enchant me
With your love testament
If our love game has to end, then let's end with a bang
This fire, desire, let's let the clergy stare
Put us up against the wall cause you know we've been bad
Persecute, or execute
You can't fix us with any sort of prayer
(Oh, oh~oh) This twisted love
(Oh, oh~oh) Guess we're lowly Peccatori...

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